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Henry’s POV –"You don’t remember me,” he said, his voice gravelly and low, the kind that vibrated under your skin and lingered too long in your mind. “But I remember you."There was something about the way he stood half in shadow, face obscured by a hood and low-drawn cap that made the sterile hospital room suddenly feel like a trap. The soft beep of the monitor beside me seemed to slow, as if time itself were trying to process what was unfolding.“I was tasked with a single job," the man continued, his tone shifting from eerie calm to something more jagged, more unhinged. "To kill Freya. And you...” he took a single step forward, the floor creaking softly under his boot “...you just had to disrupt that.” His voice rose now, sharp and accusatory, echoing against the tiled walls.My heart thudded painfully in my chest. I could feel the blood drain from my face, but I forced myself upright, ignoring the sharp pull in my side. The stitches screamed, but I didn’t flinch. I needed to stay
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Freya’s POVThe clock had slid well past midnight by the time Lucas and I finally stepped out of the office building. The heavy glass doors swung shut behind us with a dull thud, sealing away the stress and urgency we had fought through only hours earlier.Outside, the night air was cooler, laced with the faint smell of rain on asphalt. It was one of those strange city nights,quiet but alive, where every distant siren or car horn echoed louder than usual.Lucas walked beside me, hands jammed into his jacket pockets. His easy smile had dimmed to a softer, almost protective expression."You sure you’re okay?" he asked, breaking the silence.I glanced at him, managing a small smile. "I’m fine. Really. Just... tired."He nodded slowly, like he didn’t fully believe me but wasn’t going to push. That was one of the things I appreciated about Lucas,he knew when to joke and when to simply exist beside me.“Just stay safe, alright?” he said after a beat, his voice low and serious. “I know you l
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Freya's POVWhen I left Henry’s hospital room, I felt a strange mixture of relief and sorrow battling in my chest. Relief because he was alive. Because I had seen him, heard his voice, and knew he’d make it through. But sorrow... that was the heavier weight, the one I couldn’t shake off even as I walked down the corridor.The hallway felt cold despite the neutral white lighting and polished tiles. I wrapped my arms around myself, not from the chill, but from the way my heart had twisted the moment Linda stepped into that room. She hadn’t said a word to me, and she didn’t need to. Her presence alone had said enough. She was his wife.His wife.Even now, those words cut deeper than I cared to admit. Rationally, I knew she had the right to be there. She was the one who had stood by his side these past few years. She was the one he’d chosen, no matter the reasons or circumstances. But emotionally? Emotionally, it felt like walking into a room filled with smoke, barely able to breathe, kno
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Henry's POVThe finality of everything my uncle said to me was echoing louder than it should have in the sterile quiet of the room.I stared at it for a long moment.Maybe he was right.His words,harsh, unfiltered, but painfully true,coiled around my chest like vines, tightening with each breath. He had always been the one who saw through my polished image, through the power suits and conference calls, right into the chaos I tried to tuck neatly behind a perfect life.You can’t keep dragging two women through your indecision.He said it like it was simple. Like choosing between duty and desire, past and present, was just a matter of flipping a coin. But what if both sides were scarred?I ran a hand through my hair and stared out the window. The city pulsed in the distance, uncaring, indifferent. Cars zipped down the highway. People lived their lives. No one outside these four walls knew what it felt like to be me in this moment,broken in body, split in heart.A soft knock at the door
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Henry’s POVMorning arrived slowly, like a guilty whisper slipping through the slats of the blinds. It didn’t bring peace or clarity, just light. Unwanted and unrelenting.I lay still, staring at the ceiling with bloodshot eyes and a mind far too awake for the amount of sleep I hadn’t gotten. The scent of antiseptic and faint hospital-grade coffee still clung to the air. The beeping of my heart monitor was the only sign that something inside me was still functioning on autopilot.My side ached a little showing progression in my recuperation, a low, hot burn from the knife wound that I was doing a decent job of pretending didn’t hurt as much as it did. Every breath reminded me of that night. The rush. The chaos. Freya’s scream. The flash of steel.And then,pain.My own blood.Not hers.I’d saved her. At least… I hoped I had.But the cost?My body was healing. My mind? Not so much.The door to my hospital room slid open with a mechanical hiss. I didn’t look up. The nurse had probably re
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Henry's POVThe room was quiet,too quiet. Not the comforting kind of quiet where you feel safe and tucked away from the world, but the kind that pressed down on your chest and made every breath feel like it echoed off the walls. Even with the steady, mechanical beeping of the heart monitor beside me, the silence felt oppressive. It wrapped around me, thicker than the hospital blankets, making me aware of every ache in my body and every regret in my soul.I lay still, my body sore from the surgery, stitches tugging at my side with each shallow breath. The light above me was dimmed to a dull, yellowish glow,artificial and cold, casting long, sharp shadows on the ceiling. Occasionally, the flicker of headlights danced across the blinds from the street outside, painting brief, ghostly shapes on the walls. It reminded me of how fleeting everything is,how quickly light passes, how quickly warmth fades.Freya and Linda had left hours ago.Even now, I could still feel the ghost of Freya's pre
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Freya's POVThe soft hum of classical music filled the grand ballroom, mingling with the clink of champagne glasses and the quiet murmur of California’s elite.Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in golden light, casting glimmers across tailored suits and elegant gowns. I stood just beyond the arch
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Freya's POV«SIX YEARS LATER.»I came out of the place slowly walking to the exit of the airport as Sophia and Riley ran around without watching their steps."Common, Sophia, caution your sister." It was too exhausting raising two daughters alone but with the help of Donna and Lucas, it became more
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Freya's POVNEXT MORNING.I stretched my hands yawning as I stood up, it was early morning and I realized I had woke up late. It must have been because I slept late.Going downstairs, I could see the maids running down and up trying to keep up with their schedules.I smiled with a little bit of joy
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Freya's POV«MOORE MANSION, Wednesday, 6 PM»I stepped out of the cab staring at the mansion in front of me before sighing. I was supposed to be happy I was back but for odd reasons, I'm not feeling a bit relieved coming back here.As I walked closer to the door, I could hear him talking to her. Th
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